Lotrfanfiction Stories

Apparently, in this world, having pointed ears makes you an elf. Great. In other news, Rin has fallen into a medieval world, and would like to know what exactly is going on. Number #1 in LOTR 5/5/21!!

𝙄𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙇𝙄𝙁𝙀, 𝙈𝘼𝙔𝘽𝙀 𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙃𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂

In the wake of a dark and grimy cell of Mirkwood, you find yourself in a sticky situation. You are [Y/n], the last daughter of Izalith, the Witch of Chaos, and this 'chaos blood' runs in your blood strongly as it did with all of your deceased siblings. It's a festering disease you aim to control, after disrupting the Elven Peace and almost getting killed by the King of Mirkwood. Luckily for you, a second chance at life had found its way into your reaches, granted by a certain wizard; Gandalf the Grey, protector of Middle Earth professes that [Y/n] can heal from her dark heritage, and instead become the saviour of dark times through fighting a greater evil; Lord Sauron. Upon finding yourself join the Fellowship thinking all was going well, you can't help but notice the livid glares of a certain blonde elf. Your gaze turns to meet the eyes of Legolas. Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, knows who you are and detests you for it. Prove yourself, [Y/n]. Prove that blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. 𐬺𞠬𐬺 Hello! This is an xReader for feminine persons, and it involves a ton of inspiration from Dark Souls, so yeah, if you're reading this and thinking; "Izalith? Isn't that the witch from that one game?"- to that I say, yes it is. I'm a huge geek for that trilogy... Also this is based off both the book AND movies. I'm hoping to capture quality realism in this book, since I never read a fanfic that feels genuine or authentic in the way characters would act, or speak. My writing isn't used to formality, imma try my best to make it sound like Middle Earth speech, but if you see any mistakes, please for the love of Eru, point it out and give me advice!!!! Other than that, if you have any questions, ask on my feed, and I'll answer it on here (if it's a popular question). Prepare for deep lore and symbolism!! There's a reason for everything that happens in this book, and you are the main focus of it all. THANKS FOR READING!!! BYEE

A Boromir x Reader fanfic ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ In light of the Ring falling into the hands of a young hobbit, the Fellowship of the Ring is born. Yet, another story remains untold. A story of acceptance, love, tragedy, and above all, hope. Join me, as we follow the journey of Boromir and YN, whose paths have yet to reveal themselves.

A path had been cut through the wheat field, not wide, just enough to show a person had entered. Rosie followed the path of broken stems to what at first glance was a bundle of clothes. She took her walking cane and gave it a gentle poke. In a flash the bundle took the form of a child, moving away with tiny hands raised over their grubby face. It was a girl, long tangled hair blown about her face, obscuring the layer of grime that was only broken by tear tracks; her clothes were of the wintertime that passed several months ago and her cheekbones were more pronounced than they should ever be on one so young. At her age, she should be cherubic, but instead, she reminded Rosie of a walking skeleton. The girl whimpered as if expecting a blow. Rosie fell slowly to her knees - though she was only a few inches taller than the human child to begin with - so as not to spook the child; she palled her lunch from her basket and held out her hand, "Are you hungry?" The child let her hands fall and she simply stared at the Hobbit in front of her, the child stood so still, unsure if Rosie was friend or foe. The old Hobbit sat up and backed away, letting the girl come forwards. When the apple was gone the child began to cry and came to Rose with arms open wide. She did not know it yet but the young girl clinging to the front of her apron would live a life of adventures one could only dream of...

Eritrea is the last of her once mighty race. She took part in Thorin's quest to reclaim Erebor, finding love in Kili Durin. When he died she was broken. Legolas helped her but she still kept her heart closed off. Together they went in search of Strider, they all became fast friends. Leaving the safety of Rivendell she went to an old friend's birthday party, where she got swept up in a new quest. She fights to keep her friends alive, and discovers something she never knew about herself as well as something she never thought she would have. This story is written in first person but please don't hold that against it. Its not that bad once the actually story gets going

Rivendell and Mirkwood are on the brink of war. There is only one way to ensure the safety of each kingdom, but at what cost? *CURRENTLY ON HOLD FOR SOME EDITING/REVISION AND OTHER STUFF* Chapters Edited: 4/10 ~ I do not own these characters. All credit goes to J.R.R. Tolkien and his amazing work. My apologies in advance for any mistakes in the original lore.

Numenor in the days of Ar-Pharazon the Golden is a dark and dangerous place. Evil had the King's unquestioning ear. The greatest race of Humanity fears the Darkness, and people will do the unthinkable for fear. For one innocent child, the struggle between Light and Dark, Truth and Secret, will define her very existence

Eleniel was born after an unlikely night between two friends. However, her birth has brought life back to Mirkwood and to a certain elvenking. Her life there is quiet and she is a respected princess to her people. But with the growing threat of darkness, many start to see a quiet fire in her icy blue eyes.

𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝? in which the restless spirits of those once living, linger in the presence of a girl seemingly unremarkable. the lord of the rings: tt-rotk théodred x fem!oc 12/04/23 - ???

Meltellaro has lived for an age, learning and growing in the hidden realm of Imladris. An elf, he gravitated toward healing, and grew skilled with dual sword fighting. He saw peace for most of his days. And when that peace was threatened by the return of a shadow all thought was gone, Meltellaro knew he had to do something to combat it. [lotr] [boromir x oc]

First, there was nothing... Then there were the Ainur, the Valar, and the Maiar. These gods watched over the lands and ensured their safety. But the world grew. More planets and realms appeared, and the gods could no longer watch over the lands. So the gods created the Wizards, and Men. The gods gave each species land to rule, and rule they did. They watched over the lands the best they could. Even so, slowly but surely, evil found its way into the lands. This caused war and death. But the men, and wizards rid the land of the evil and began to create races to watch over the land that they couldn't, to ensure evil could not return. They created the Elemental Nymphs to watch over the forests, and the fairies to watch over the grass lands, and the pixies, to roam the mountains. And also the elves to ensure the lands beauty. Now the pixies live deep in the Fangorn, undisturbed, peaceful, and alone. Until the most unlikely of people come and ask for their help... the prince of the woodland realm himself seeks the pixies help. Because the ring that was thought to be lost in the ground, has been found, and the darkness is creeping back into middle earth, so the pixies join the fellowship to save middle earth, and start the war that will either put the darkness at bay, or put the darkness on top.

*ON HOLD*

The truth became a story, a story became a legend. An elven kingdom, Arlathon, once beautiful and powerfull, had been forgotten. Thousands of years had passed, White Riders moved to other kingdoms, or left to the undying lands. Most lost hope, that one day their queen would return. Old friends and allies had forgotten her. No one is expecting to see the beauty of the realm and the gueen ever again. Oh, Valar, they don't know how wrong they are. Sent to a different demention, ripped of her memories, dark had been her dreams. When Sauron's forces rise in Mordor, she remembers. He will feel her anger for stolen years of peace and suffering of her kin during her absence. Nothing will stop her from getting back her life and power. And for the first time in her long life, finding love in the misery of time, that came upon Middle Earth. ~~~~ All rights belong to Tolkien, I only own Arleith and everything that includes her. It's a hobbit/lotr fanfiction, with a little romance. Enjoy and leave a comment if you like.

A Dragon Visits The Elven Realm of Mirkwood. Bringing an offer to Thranduil is sorely tempted by.

【Ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ　ｔｏ　ｔｈｅ　Ｍａｄｈｏｕｓｅ】 𝒯𝐻𝐼𝒮 𝑀𝒜𝒴 𝒪𝑅 𝑀𝒜𝒴 𝒩𝒪𝒯 𝒮𝒫𝒪𝐼𝐿 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝐼𝑀𝒜𝒢𝐼-𝒩𝒜𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩 𝒮𝒯𝒪𝑅𝒴. 𝑅𝐸𝒜𝒟 𝒜𝒯 𝒴𝒪𝒰𝑅 𝒪𝒲𝒩 𝑅𝐼𝒮𝒦, 𝐻𝒪𝑀𝐸𝐵𝒪𝒴𝒮 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝐻𝒪𝑀𝐸𝒢𝐼𝑅𝐿𝒮! This is where the random junk goes. ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ. also, ｓｍｉｌｅ ｆｏｒ Ｈａｕｒｃｈｅｆａｎｔ, please and thank you.

A female ranger was added to the fellowship. Will Strider fall? Aragorn x Reader

-I love you, Aragorn.- Grieving the sudden death of his friend, Tauriel, Legolas meets Aragorn; who gives him a new perspective on life.

Why is Thorin so cold when it comes to almost anything? Is it for losing his grandfather or his father? Maybe it goes a bit deeper and farther back than that.

Ellendil let the arrow fly from her bow as she said, "I orcs gar- reached i fen!" She jumped over an orc and slid her sword through its back as she turned her gaze on the elf behind her. "Híril Ellendil, I orcs will nia nor- ammen!" the elf said. Ellendil blinked and looked around. "No, they won't," she said when she finally spotted what/who she was looking for. Without a moment's hesitation she flung herself into the fray, striking down any orc that got in her way. Blood splattered her face and finally, she leaped into a tree, drew her bow and loaded an arrow. "Híril Ellendil!" The moon shone in the night sky, and the cold chill of the night air made her breath chilling. She stared at the roaring figure and muttered, "Take down the leader, and you take down the army." Time seemed to stop as she let the arrow fly. It sped through the air slowly, and even slower, the head of the huge figure turned. But it was too late. The arrow struck him in the head, and he fell, dead. "Elldendil! Bellow cin!" Legolas called through the retreating orcs. The tree was shaking, and the orcs swarmed it. Ellendil let more arrows fly, but before she could leap to another tree the branch snapped and she fell into black. * * * Ellendil, younger sister to Legolas, and daughter to Thranduil longs to see beyond Mirkwood. Her deepest desire was to explore beyond Mirkwood, and she did not keep it hidden. With many attempts to escape she is confined to the kingdom and not allowed to enter the trees. In the end she gives up her dream, but all that changes when she meets Elmen. And across the land in Lothlórien the daughter of Galadriel, Elbereth, has not yet found her true love. And in Rivendell, the sister of Arwen and daughter of Elrond, Luthien, is striving to be the best medic she can be. (Ellendil, Elmen, Luthien, and Elbereth are my fanfiction characters. The rest belong to Tolkien) (ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Stealing Isn't nice. ;))